A Mini Vaca (No, not cow in Spanish)

Aaron and I discovered that the best time to go on a mini vacation are weekends that are family oriented holidays.

After Aaron's car got smashed at the hotel the night before our wedding, we tried and tried to have them give us some kind of compensation. They didn't give us money but they eventually gave us a pass for a weekend stay. So we took advantage of it this weekend. The weather was kind of crappy but we had a nice time. The place was pretty much empty.

We meant to go looking at some of the towns, to make things easier when we go to buy a home, but we got very lost and irritated. As it turns out, the people who designed and named the roads in Long Island are sadists. The damn things have multiple names and they switch without any rhyme or reason. So after cursing a lot and almost getting sick from Aaron's erratic driving (stopping and starting the car often- blech) we gave up and went back to the hotel. We eventually went out to a nice restaurant and have a lovely dinner. Again, the best part is that the place was empty.

We also discovered a great little hole in the wall, kind of diner that looked like it came right out of the fifties. They made one of the best breakfasts I have ever had. The eggs were outstanding and the pancakes (and most of you know my love for pancakes/ waffles and how picky I am about them) were really superb. They made them from scratch! How awesome is that?

So now we're home but I kind of wish we were still there. It's nice not having to do the house work and having a huge bed. That's definitely going to be something I insist on once we get a house. I will be needing a king-size bed. Not to mention, I could really go for a plate of those pancakes.